A Vicious Supporting Female is the Female Lead's Darling (GL) - Chapter 12

Zhang Xinyuan had basically never been treated like this in his entire life.

He had a great family background, was handsome, could sing and play the piano, and his fashion sense was always on the cutting edge. To describe him in one sentence: people chasing him could form a line from here to Australia.

What kind of woman hadn’t he seen? Yet, because of that damn engagement and the complicated web of family interests, he was forced to be tied to a woman like Jin Ruge.

Fortunately, Jin Ruge genuinely liked him, pampering and doting on him like he was some precious treasure every single day.

But Zhang Xinyuan remained unsatisfied. He felt that this kind of love was too heavy, making him want to escape almost every waking moment.

Normal love shouldn’t be like this.

A girl should have her own things to do. She should be strong, independent, not lose her mind over romance, be pure and unpretentious, and full of upward vitality.

Zhang Xinyuan liked that type, but he had never met someone like that.

Until today—he suddenly realized that Jin Ruge seemed to be gravitating toward that direction!

Even if her temper seemed to be getting worse, and she snapped at him at the slightest provocation…

Zhang Xinyuan stood there in a daze for a long time, his face bright red. He was ashamed, angry, and even a little bit smitten. It took him quite a while to finally snap out of it.

He glanced in the direction Du Qingqing had left, then waved his hand and called out to his sidekick with a cold huff.

“I don’t know what she’s off to do,” he muttered, his earlobes turning red as he spoke in a low, deliberate tone. “We’ll come back next time!”

“Oh,” the sidekick replied dizzily, walking quickly behind Zhang Xinyuan.

But in his heart, he was bewildered. He couldn’t wrap his head around the current situation—why did it feel like the relationship between these two had flipped? Before, she chased and he ran; now, she runs and he chases. It never ends.

He didn’t get it. He truly didn’t get it. The sidekick felt bitter, his face scrunched up. He didn’t want to come back at all. He even made a wicked wish in his heart: I hope Jin Ruge has an even worse attitude next time. Hopefully, she’ll scold Zhang Xinyuan so hard he won’t dare show his face for weeks.

His thoughts were written all over his face. Within seconds, Zhang Xinyuan saw right through him.

This earned him a glare and a furious command: “Drive!”

Sidekick: “…”

The wish needs an update. I hope Jin Ruge beats him up next time!

Zhang Xinyuan’s “self-persuasion” game was so perfect that if Du Qingqing found out, she’d be dying of frustration. However, she currently knew nothing of his psychological shifts and had no time to care.

After all… the walk into the supermarket had already nearly cost her half her life due to the crowd. Who had time for anything else?

If I’d known, I should have checked the news before leaving! Du Qingqing wanted to cry.

She had specifically woken up early today to finish her shopping quickly before the crowds arrived. Little did she know she’d run into the supermarket’s once-a-month mega sale. At first, the crowd at the entrance wasn’t too bad, but just before the doors opened, an army of elderly grandpas and grandmas appeared out of nowhere.

After asking around, she found out that eggs were incredibly cheap today. Everyone was there to snatch up the special-offer eggs. Du Qingqing didn’t even have a chance to turn back before she was swept inside by the surge of people.

Du Qingqing: “…” This is terrifying!

She sighed, thinking it was a good thing she wore casual shoes today. If she’d worn high heels according to the original owner’s habit, she probably would have had them squeezed right off her feet. One would be at the entrance, and the other at the egg counter.

Yes, she didn’t even have a choice in where to go; the human tide deposited her right here.

Perhaps because they had reached their destination, the forward surge finally paused. Du Qingqing saw her chance and prepared to slip out of the gap.

Until… she saw the price of the eggs.

Du Qingqing: “?! SO CHEAP!”

The System asked in horror: “What are you doing?”

“Nothing, I’m just looking.” Du Qingqing coughed. She looked at the big, bold numbers on the price tag and finally couldn’t help herself. She reached out, grabbed a bag, found a spot, and started stuffing it like her life depended on it.

The System was floored: “You’re unbelievable!”

Is this how it works? An heiress isn’t doing heiress things; she’s here competing with grandmas for cheap eggs? This is way too out of character!

“It’s out of character for Jin Ruge,” Du Qingqing chatted happily with the System while grabbing eggs. “But it’s perfectly in character for Du Qingqing.”

After all, she used to do this quite often…

It dated back to her high school days. Du Qingqing originally had a very happy family—a witty father and a beautiful, gentle mother. She grew up cherished, becoming a strong and independent girl. Life was peaceful until an accident cruelly took her parents’ lives and nearly killed her as well.

Though she recovered physically, her happy family was shattered. The only thing left was the college fund her parents had saved for her. Du Qingqing learned to live alone, walk in the park alone, go to the mall alone, and handle every little chore. She also started living frugally. To save money, she made detailed guides: which mall had discounts on Mondays, what was on sale on Tuesdays…

Once a habit is formed, it’s hard to change.

Du Qingqing filled a large bag of eggs, had them weighed, and carefully placed them in her cart. Only then did her heart feel at ease. Seeing that vegetables and frozen foods were also on sale nearby, she braved the crowd again to buy potatoes, frozen chicken wings, and chicken strips.

Keeping some snacks for her “private kitchen” was good. She had eaten too many “nutritious meals” from the mansion’s kitchen; she desperately needed these things to sustain her soul.

She picked and chose for a long time until she was almost ready to leave—then she remembered what she was actually there for today.

How could I forget Su Jimian!

Du Qingqing realized she’d messed up. She pushed her cart and sprinted to the second floor. After careful selection, she bought a full set of bedding for Su Jimian: pillows, quilt, sheets, duvet cover…

Thinking that the school supermarket’s toiletries would definitely be expensive, she also tossed in some body wash and shampoo.

Du Qingqing: Somehow, I feel a glow of ‘maternal radiance’ emanating from me.

She could only think that to herself; she definitely wouldn’t dare say it to Su Jimian’s face.

She checked out happily and loaded the items into her car. Fearing Su Jimian wouldn’t accept them, she planned to wait until they were closer before giving them to her. As for the eggs, snacks, and potatoes, she just tossed them onto the passenger seat and the back row.

Time to head back!

Du Qingqing looked back at her morning’s labor like a general inspecting soldiers and nodded in satisfaction. She stepped on the gas and headed home. While driving, she complained to the System, wondering when life would become more interesting, as today—aside from shopping—would surely be another boring day.

Just as she was thinking this, she made a turn and saw a familiar face in front of a villa not far from her own—the second miss of the Jiang family, Jiang Wan.

In short, she was the kind of “playboy” socialite on the same level as Jin Ruge. This was a wealthy neighborhood with great scenery and convenient travel, so it wasn’t strange to run into famous people from their circle. Many of Jin Ruge’s “sisters” lived here, making it easy to meet for shopping or dinner.

But those sisters definitely did not include Jiang Wan. She was famous for not getting along with Jin Ruge. Their personas were too similar: both were heiresses, both were beauties, both had powerful parents, and they even liked the same man—that idiot Zhang Xinyuan.

It was annoying but unavoidable. Many factors led to one result: these two would tear into each other the moment they met. Probably because the lives of the rich are just too boring.

Du Qingqing wasn’t the original Jin Ruge. she was too lazy to deal with Jiang Wan. Seeing the other girl cast a burning gaze her way, she looked away and tried to drive past low-profile in her “beloved car.”

She didn’t even provoke her, but Jiang Wan’s ability to overthink was just too strong. In that brief moment, she actually analyzed Du Qingqing’s facial micro-expressions.

Her conclusion: “Fine! Jin Ruge, you’re looking down on me again!”

Du Qingqing nearly coughed up blood. She sighed, having no idea how the girl reached that conclusion. She was speechless and didn’t want to get involved, so she kept driving.

But it was too late. Jiang Wan had already entered “mockery mode.” She looked at the car worth only about 40,000 yuan and clicked her tongue. “Oh, how has our Eldest Miss Jin fallen so low that she’s driving this kind of car?”

“And dressed like that,” she laughed, her high heels clicking as she chased after the car to mock her. “You didn’t just come from the wet market, did you?”

As she spoke, she caught sight of the pile of potatoes on the passenger seat. The mockery in her eyes deepened. “You even bought so many potatoes? Has Miss Jin’s palate changed lately? Do you love eating potatoes now?”

“Careful not to get fat~” Jiang Wan gloated, feeling she had won this battle. She was overjoyed and, in her excitement, wanted to use even harsher words to sting Du Qingqing.

“Buying potatoes is so unsafe. Someone of Miss Jin’s level should eat all-natural food!”

“I have hundreds of acres of land under my name. Why don’t I let you farm some? Growing your own is more—”

Before she could finish, she saw Du Qingqing stop the car.

Jiang Wan thought she had scared her off. She stood proud as a peacock, ready to go in for the kill with a few more stabs, but within half a second, Du Qingqing actually reversed the car back to her.

Looking up, Du Qingqing’s face showed no sign of embarrassment. Instead, she was wearing a smile.

Jiang Wan: “???”